Lockdown, early morning by Karen J McDonnell

Dawn calls
across stone-hemmed fields.
A lamb must be separated
from its mother.

A brightening broken
by the Search & Rescue helicopter.
I’m surprised
by my surprise.

But whether the Cliffs teem
global with tourists
or stand in sentinel silence
is of no consequence to a suicide.

Cresting offshore, the trawlerman –
essential in these becalmed days –
has for company unseen
underwater congregations.

or Rescue?
I open the window
wave into the sky.

Karen J McDonnell has been published widely at home and abroad. Her poetry and non-fiction have been nominated for Pushcart and Best of the Net awards. Karen’s debut poetry collection This Little World is published by Doire Press. She is presently working on a new book of poems in response to the collections of the Chester Beatty Library in Dublin. More at karenjmcdonnell.com

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